I began to hear the stochatic "pit-ti-tuck" (as described by the Cornell Lab) of the Summer Tanager a couple of days ago. I have been awaiting the arrival of the male and female; I noticed them for the first time last year. The male was very elusive, I had a hard time spotting him in the tall canopy of the trees. It took me a couple of days to identify the female as she is looks nothing like the male. You can see pictures of them here. (I didn't include any copyrighted photos here). I marvel that this pair managed their migration from South-Central America to my little patch of heaven here. But they are here, and I am happy.
Not so happy, though, that my beloved Wood Thrush have not returned. The third week in April generally welcomes my beloved birds--who instantly let me know they are here with their song. However, they are perhaps just silent--busily making their nests. Last year their choral work was greatly muted, and I worried about them. Last week, when I was expecting much, I heard little. It was a faint few notes, and then nothing.
My white-throated sparrows have departed northward. I miss their lovely calls and their flitting about in the brush they called home. The yellow-rumped warblers are gone, too, insofar as I can tell. I saw an indigo bunting briefly (as with last year). I'm on the look out for the rose-breasted grossbeak that did a 2 week layover with a female.
My bluebirds have already made a second nest in the box. No sooner had I cleaned the old nest out at 4 p.m.....left the top off for it to dry out...returned at 8 a.m. to find a fully-constructed nest. It looked identical to the one that I took out to include a crown of pollen! I'm enjoying seeing the fledglings, but I only see two of the four that I think fledged.
Hope you are keeping an eye out in your neck of the woods for visitors.
Not so happy, though, that my beloved Wood Thrush have not returned. The third week in April generally welcomes my beloved birds--who instantly let me know they are here with their song. However, they are perhaps just silent--busily making their nests. Last year their choral work was greatly muted, and I worried about them. Last week, when I was expecting much, I heard little. It was a faint few notes, and then nothing.
My white-throated sparrows have departed northward. I miss their lovely calls and their flitting about in the brush they called home. The yellow-rumped warblers are gone, too, insofar as I can tell. I saw an indigo bunting briefly (as with last year). I'm on the look out for the rose-breasted grossbeak that did a 2 week layover with a female.
My bluebirds have already made a second nest in the box. No sooner had I cleaned the old nest out at 4 p.m.....left the top off for it to dry out...returned at 8 a.m. to find a fully-constructed nest. It looked identical to the one that I took out to include a crown of pollen! I'm enjoying seeing the fledglings, but I only see two of the four that I think fledged.
Hope you are keeping an eye out in your neck of the woods for visitors.